Flex/Reflex

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Cheem - Rock

Flex/Reflex

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I thought I needed you But I can see that you don't mean it I thought I needed you There's no way that we would make it So fragile, so delicate, how can you Deal with it, your piece don't fit, you quit It's alright, I'm not quite as vulnerable But I'm still trying to be Start from the top, start from back when it was hot Somehow it all dropped off Thinking you good when you not, giving me all that I want So I never saw Thought it was me, thought I was being too Hard on you, come to find out I was only getting part of the truth I never asked for anything, and you gave me shit I didn't need And couldn't use but to confuse those who expected functioning You say you miss all of your friends Well tell me why they left again You cling to me like autumn leaves in breezes that make buildings bend I thought I needed you But I can see that you don't mean it I thought I needed you There's no way that we would make it Fuck that shit! You told me that you tried your best, why would you want to try again? You could stay but I don't care, you're not the same you anymore Trying not to think about you broke me up more than once I never asked for anything, and you gave me shit I didn't need And couldn't use but to confuse those who expected functioning You say you miss all of your friends Well tell me why they left again You cling to me like autumn leaves in breezes that make buildings bend I thought I needed you But I can see that you don't mean it I thought I needed you Well maybe I do But I don't wanna spend another day thinking maybe we should get along And I don't wanna hear you ever say that I never wrote any love songs I wanna get you outside, wanna get you alone So you can tell me everything that I already know Come on act, it up, now it's for the sake of the moment It's too good to be true, I have to see it broken Like half of me wants to see it go on, but the Rest of what is left is dying to see it gone You fucked up, that's why, you just won't quit Nah, just bring the beat back in, I'm really fuckin' with it

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Credits

Writers
  • Gabe Weitzman
  • Sam Nazaretian
  • Sean Thomas
  • Skye Holden